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At the grand ceremony, everyone was stunned to see Sheng Yanzhou, who had reached the late stage of Harmonization, standing alongside Ruan Fuxi, who had just entered the early stage.
What was going on?!
While they had anticipated Sheng Yanzhou's rapid progress, how had Ruan Fuxi managed to reach this level? Had she consumed some miraculous elixir or experienced an extraordinary encounter?
Such thoughts raced through their minds, and soon they began presenting their gifts, offering words of congratulations.
Qing He observed the crowd's reaction and felt a sense of relief wash over him, invigorated by the moment.
After the ceremony concluded, all rumors about Ruan Fuxi in the cultivation world vanished without a trace. No one dared to label her as the demoness of the Hehuan Sect anymore. Hadn't the Jiuxiao Sect acknowledged her as one of their own? They also ceased calling her a cultivation failure. After all, they had yet to see any so-called failure reach the Harmonization stage.
As for Ruan Fuxi, she was beaming with joy while holding the gifts presented by various sects, her eyes nearly squinting with delight. Meanwhile, she couldn't help but think that given her current aptitude, the effects of dual cultivation were indeed remarkable. Perhaps they could indulge in it a few more times.
Years passed, and Qing He had long since ascended after overcoming tribulations. The Jiuxiao Sect remained the foremost sect in the cultivation world. Now, Sheng Yanzhou served as the sect leader while Ruan Fuxi held the position of elder. Both had achieved great perfection in overcoming tribulations but chose to suppress their cultivation levels due to concerns over sect affairs and their child.
In the leader's courtyard, Sheng Yanzhou entered to find a delicate and adorable little girl sleeping on a stone table. Surrounding her were a mysterious tortoise and a black dragon.
The little girl exuded pure and dense spiritual energy; if outsiders were to see her, they would surely be astonished. At merely six years old, she had already reached great perfection in the Nascent Soul stage!
If word got out, she would undoubtedly become a coveted prodigy among all sects.
It’s just a pity.
As the child of two powerful figures, Sheng Yan Zhou and Ruan Fu Xi, Sheng Shi Ji was unlikely to compete with them, even if she were a cicada.
Hearing the commotion, Ruan Fu Xi stepped out of the room. Upon seeing her, Sheng Yan Zhou's cold and solemn expression immediately softened. He stepped forward and took her hand gently, speaking in a warm voice, "Xiao Xi."
At that moment, the little girl opened her eyes and a smile instantly appeared on her face, revealing shallow dimples that made her look especially adorable. She sat on a stone bench, obediently reaching out her hands toward the two of them, her voice sweet and soft. "Daddy, Mommy, Ji'er wants a hug."
The two exchanged smiles as they approached her. Ruan Fu Xi playfully pinched her little nose. "What a lazy little girl! Why aren't you back in your room sleeping?"
Sheng Shi Ji tilted her head and pouted cutely. "I was waiting for Daddy to come back."
With fondness in his eyes, Sheng Yan Zhou picked her up with one arm while still holding Ruan Fu Xi's hand with the other. "You didn’t make your Mommy angry today, did you?"
Sheng Shi Ji wrinkled her little nose in response. "No! Ji'er loves Daddy and Mommy the most! I’m being good and won’t make Mommy angry. When I grow up, I’ll protect Mommy!"
The three of them shared a warm and harmonious moment together. Their light laughter echoed through the courtyard, filling it with warmth.
End of the side story.
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